Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang held the soldier talisman in her hand and looked at him in surprise.

But Louis gave her a rare smile, and even walked down, raised his hand and touched her head: "Whatever you want to do, just do it."

Jiao Yang finally smiled: "Okay."

The day before Jiaoyang led the vampire army to send troops was also the day Edgar was buried.

Jiaoyang stood quietly next to the other four generals, watching silently as the coffin was carried into the dark room. The door was quickly closed, locked, and cursed.

Louis left shortly after his arrival. He had more important things to do during the war.

Adel was grieving as he had never felt before. Over the past few days, his face had become haggard and there were no tears on his face.

He looked at Jiaoyang standing next to him.

From now on she was the only one he had left.

After the burial ceremony was over, the remaining vampires left one after another. After a while, Jiaoyang turned around, and just after taking a few steps, Adel suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind, her voice hoarse.

"do not go."

Jiaoyang was stunned for a while, blinked, and turned back to look at him.

Adel was silent for a while and said very softly: "Let's make peace."

The reconciliation he was talking about was referring to the long-standing cold war between them since they learned about her past.

Jiaoyang slowly lowered her head, looked at his hand that was clasping her tightly and even trembling slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

After a long time, she replied: "Okay."

Adel flew back to his bedroom with Jiaoyang. He put her down gently, took off her skirt, and kissed her red lips.

Adel covered her, hugged her slender waist, felt everything about her, vented his grief, and allowed himself to lose his mind and indulge in it.

After parting ways with Adel, Jiaoyang went to find Louis.

She leaned against the door and looked at the beautiful vampire inside who was sitting on the desk doing business.

There was noise everywhere, and it seemed that only his side was quiet.

Jiaoyang stepped forward and walked in. Louis raised his eyes and had already spotted her: "Jiaoyang?"

The little girl leaned forward with a smile, snatched the pen from his hand and threw it away, then leaned forward and kissed Louis on the lips actively.

Jiaoyang hugged Louis' neck, and Louis was a little surprised by her sudden move. He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and subconsciously hugged Jiaoyang's waist, and his pale face was filled with a few rays of coquettish red.

After a long time, Jiaoyang let go of him, the corners of her lips raised, and her eyes filled with smiles.

"Good news for me to come back victorious."

Jiao Yang led the vampire army. Since arriving at the front line, the enemy army was defeated in less than half a day. Tens of thousands of vampires poured into this magnificent palace.

The old flag was pulled down, and a brand new flag belonging to the vampire dynasty was replaced, flying in the vast sky.

"The vampires will win!"

"The vampires will win!"

The screams of vampires, the sounds of killing, and the sounds of stone walls being toppled were everywhere. These sounds drowned out the cries and lamentations of the original people who lived here.

Jiaoyang was surrounded by countless vampires behind her, with a pistol on her waist. Wherever she went, blood flowed into rivers and no grass grew.

Soon, this place was already an empty city.

She walked quickly and calmly in this once familiar palace.

Walking through the corridor and then strolling through the back garden, it feels like entering a deserted land.

When passing by the huge human sculpture made in the image of the king in the center of the palace, her steps did not stop, and a smile gradually appeared on her lips.